My dreams are not always sweet
but when I wake I think of you and my daydreams
begin to put a special taste in my mouth
Something I can’t put into words but
know that I am thinking of you and
from night time thru the day time
and in between time

Your sweetness covers me like honey
soft, sweet, sticky and everlasting
making sure I am never without
you cover me
you immerse me in your strength with
showers of gifts, hugs and the sweetest kisses ever

After a while I looked in the mirror and realized…
Wow, after all those hurts, scars and bruises,
after all of those trials, I really made it through.
I did it. I survived that which was supposed to
kill me. So I straightened my crown…
and thanked God for walking with me.

“I’ve often thought of the forest as a living cathedral, but this might diminish what it truly is. If I have understood Koyukon teachings, the forest is not merely an expression or representation of sacredness, nor a place to invoke the sacred; the forest is sacredness itself. Nature is not merely created by God; nature is God. Whoever moves within the forest can partake directly of sacredness, experience sacredness with his entire body, breathe sacredness and contain it within himself, drink the sacred water as a living communion, bury his feet in sacredness, touch the living branch and feel the sacredness, open his eyes and witness the burning beauty of sacredness”
― Richard Nelson, The Island Within

The chill is there
filling the room
the corners or your smile begin to move
never in my life
did I think that
it would take so little to make me change
but it did
you did
in such a short time the tides have changed
something new
I’m focused now
the cold is turning to warmth and melting
every little piece
of what was hard
~Missy B